The Temptation of CE Chapter 62: It was just learning to repeat what he had done

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: It was just learning to repeat what he had done.

ng Qiancheng and Seo Zhenzhen were both children sponsored by the Cheng Family, and they had both lived in the Cheng household. ng Qiancheng’s stay was shorter, but during those four years, they had a good relationship.

ng Qiancheng didn’t expect Cheng Zhiwei to ask him this, and was taken aback. The gaze behind his glasses flickered imperceptibly before he slowly said, "We’ve been in touch once, she initiated contact with ."

Cheng Zhiwei was caressing her cup, gazing at the misty steam. She thought there was sothing wrong with her thoughts. It was the grudge between her and Seo Zhenzhen, but in her heart, she hoped that ng Qiancheng wouldn’t associate with Seo Zhenzhen.

With a bitter smile, she discarded her selfish thoughts and spoke again, "You once said that Bai Zhuzhu resembled Seo Zhenzhen, that’s when I knew, Bai Zhuzhu was her sister, her very own sister."

"I only found out after returning too," ng Qiancheng said, taking a seat beside her, his gaze always gentle, "Weiwei, Zhou Lin never truly liked you, why are you still troubled by these matters?"

"I... I just..." Cheng Zhiwei found the words in her heart hard to voice. She just felt that after so many years, it wasn’t worth it; she wanted to...

"Do you want him to suffer as well?"

His voice was extrely faint, carrying a slight and barely perceivable seductiveness.

ng Qiancheng pushed his glasses up slightly, his eyes warm and gentle, but beneath that gentleness, sothing was germinating.

"Weiwei, there’s nothing wrong with your love. The one at fault is Zhou Lin, he shouldn’t have provoked you while at the sa ti entangling himself with Seo Zhenzhen, turning you two against each other, even to the point of paying a price for it. Look, after making such a ss, he still married you, and now, for Seo Zhenzhen, he’s abandoned you again."

Every word pierced Cheng Zhiwei’s heart, dredging up the restrained unwillingness and thoughts that couldn’t be spoken aloud to others, one by one.

"Weiwei, you spent the best years of your life on Zhou Lin, only to be t with his revenge ti and again. Previously, it was you, now it’s your uncle and aunt. In the future, who else will suffer because of him?" ng Qiancheng’s eyes glead with resolve and confidence.

"I’ve said it before, if anything happens to him, that’s his retribution," ng Qiancheng said emphatically, "None of the Zhou Family are good people."

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip, staring at the cup that no longer stead, her mind a battleground. ng Qiancheng was right, whatever happened, it would be Zhou Lin’s retribution, she was clearly not in the wrong, but they insisted on painting her as the villain.

No, no, no... another voice rose in her mind. She couldn’t do such a thing. Divorce was the best choice after all. She and Zhou Lin were worlds apart; she should finalize the divorce and distance herself from Zhou Lin as soon as possible. That would be better.

She remained silent.

Disappointnt flickered through ng Qiancheng’s eyes, but he quickly concealed his emotions and gently smoothed Cheng Zhiwei’s hair, "Our Weiwei is just too kind. If I were in your shoes, I would have made Zhou Lin’s life a misery."

A sigh escaped him, filled with helplessness.

Cheng Zhiwei placed the cup on the table, her voice floating gently, "I just want to lead a simple life."

She needed to hurry and get the divorce, staying far away from Zhou Lin.

As for revenge, Cheng Zhiwei was well aware that causing trouble for Zhou Lin would be futile, and besides, if it ca down to the Zhou Family’s interests, Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

Although her marriage was unhappy, both Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu had treated her exceedingly well; Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t bring herself to do anything that would hurt them.

ng Qiancheng didn’t continue the conversation, "Zhang Yuanheng has prescribed you so dicine; your throat should recover soon. I’ll drive you ho."

"There’s no need, Doctor ng," a neither salty nor bland male voice rang out. Zhou Lin appeared at the door expressionless, his indifference scholarly as he glanced at Cheng Zhiwei, "Cheng Zhiwei, co here."

Cheng Zhiwei ignored him, raising the corners of her lips to ng Qiancheng, "I’ll go back by myself, you get on with your work."

ng Qiancheng playfully flicked her forehead, his words carrying a subtle ssage, "Co to

if there’s anything. Don’t be foolish and get mad anymore; the madder you get, the happier it makes so people. Don’t ruin your health over it."

Cheng Zhiwei touched her forehead, her smile bright and radiant, "I understand, Brother Qiancheng, goodbye."

"Goodbye, I’ll find you for lunch once I’m done being busy."

"Sure."

The two talked about having dinner as if no one else was around, with Zhou Lin’s face growing increasingly dark, thoughts tumbling in his eyes.

Cheng Zhiwei picked up her purse and left, brushing past Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin unceremoniously reached out and grabbed her wrist, his large palm completely encircling her slender wrist. Cheng Zhiwei was annoyed, her eyes full of cold light.

Zhou Lin ignored her, holding onto her wrist without changing his grip, and t ng Qiancheng’s gaze head-on, sparks flying between them.

He warned directly, "Stay away from her."

ng Qiancheng pushed his glasses up and smiled leisurely, "Those four words, you should also take to heart, Young President Zhou."

Zhou Lin looked at him deeply and dragged Cheng Zhiwei away.

ng Qiancheng’s face turned cold in an instant, extrely frigid.

Zhou Lin pulled Cheng Zhiwei all the way to the parking lot, forcefully pressed her against the car door, and said coldly, "I warned you, stay away from ng Qiancheng."

Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t move and just looked at him mockingly, "It’s none of your business."

It was a look that showed she didn’t believe him at all.

Zhou Lin pinched her chin, leaned in close, his unique scent instantly enveloping her, making it difficult for Cheng Zhiwei to breathe.

His handso face was covered with frost as he said, "Stupid, he never intended to cure your throat, don’t you understand yet?"

Cheng Zhiwei t his gaze unflinchingly, her voice laced with icy sarcasm, "He has already explained it."

"Explained it, or just found a scapegoat?" Zhou Lin’s lips curled into a cold smirk, "With such clumsy thods, how can you be so foolish, not to see through them?"

He was very angry.

Cheng Zhiwei laughed softly, "? I just unconditionally... trust him."

For the first ti, Zhou Lin felt a sense of powerlessness overwhelm him, especially those last two words, which seed deliberately provocative to him.

"You trust him?"

Cheng Zhiwei lifted the corners of her lips, her smile suddenly brilliant, "I trust him, just like you trust Seo Zhenzhen."

Zhou Lin’s chest heaved, a surge of anger making him dizzy, "Don’t fucking drag Zhenzhen into everything."

As his words landed, he faced Cheng Zhiwei’s sarcastic, disdainful smile, "Zhou Lin, aren’t you being too double-standard? You can unconditionally trust Seo Zhenzhen, but why can’t I trust Brother Qiancheng? I do trust him, what can you do about it?"

Every word was a challenge.

Zhou Lin was filled with a cold fury, the hostility in his brow and eyes intensified; he pulled open the car door and shoved Cheng Zhiwei inside.

Cheng Zhiwei sneered. Seo Zhenzhen really was his precious treasure; just ntioning her was enough to infuriate him like this.

Yet she had only repeated what he had done before. Why was he so angry, acting as if she had wronged him?